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Dermatology & Disturbia

 
 

Today I was lucky enough to visit another doctor, a dermatologist. I haven't seen one of those in years. For the most part, house arrest SUCKS, but I must say it has given me the opportunity to take better care of myself. I visited a new doctor for the first time and was very impressed with the office and staff. Everyone was extremely helpful and very friendly. These days I'm wearing a lot of boots...Thank god its Florida and I can get away with them! Anyways, I went through all of the "New Patient" procedures and for once I was able to honestly say I do not consume alcohol. The main reason I was there was because I've been breaking out. My SCRAM guy warned me not to get any prescriptions or creams that contained alcohol, because it could send off a possible alert and back to jail I go! Instead of sharing information of my court mandated alcohol monitoring device, I decided to say "I react poorly to anything containing alcohol, I cannot even drink!". She said "Oh, you poor thing!". Psh, she has no idea! I've learned how to use public transportation and its given me a lot of freedom to walk around the city. I took the time to get ready this morning and my did it pay off, all these random guys were talking to me and whistling. One guy asked if I was in the movie "Transformers". I thought to myself he had the wrong movie.... I'm more like Shia Lebeouf in "Disturbia".If only they knew I was on house arrest.  I doubt I would receive the same kind of attention if I exposed my ankle accessories. It's truly amazing the way we judge one another. If anyone was to glance at me they would never know what I'm going through. I like to keep it that way. Don't judge a book by its cover or a criminal by their record.
 
Sincerely,
 
Allison

 

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